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Does it hurt to be polite Or is it just cool to be unkind Must you always hurt the ones you love And then get paid back in time Now, now, now Andy is fine but his taste is not mine Let me tell you I dont mean maybe Im getting really tired of andys babies Some say that children should be seen and not heard Thats what id preferred Lets go downtown for a wine Im sure youll be forced to smile When you see andys babies And the bohemian lifestyle Now, now now Andys a saint But im loosing my patience I really dont mean maybe Dont even wanna talk about andys babies So andy says his children will inherit the earth Isnt that absurd, in a word Trudys in the bathroom Shes trying to clean up her eyes And donalds gone to mass Yes we are thankful for that Its eight in the morning And still you cant get no sleep On account of this perfect day and All this white light white heat Ah, isnt that sweet

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